"Time pays off to those who are willing, and the stars do not ask who travels." I like this sentence of Da Bing, and I also like Da Bing's book "I Don't". This book brings me a lot of strength, courage and hope. I am a sunny person and I like sunny things.

The reason why life is beautiful is probably because it has a few more regrets. My teacher once told me that to remedy the situation before it is too late, firstly, it is too late; secondly, it is not too late. I have always believed that as long as you want it, it is never too late.

To be honest, I really hated my old self. I chose comfort at an age when I should have worked hard, missed the stars in the sky, and missed the opportunity to become outstanding earlier. , and also lost the glory and glory that should have belonged to me. I said that if God gives me another chance, I will definitely cherish it, work hard, and try my best. It's a pity that time is fair, otherwise how could only a small number of people in the world become human beings? But fortunately, it's not too late.

I finally woke up from a dream and was so disappointed that I suddenly changed.

When I finished the last subject of the high school entrance examination, I realized that I had wasted the entire junior high school. When I walked out of the examination room and looked at the dense crowd, I could hear voices discussing topics in my ears from time to time. In the third grade of junior high school, on many nights, I was the first person to sleep, and also the most depraved person. I was so conceited that I thought I could bring myself great luck with my only cleverness. So I was not afraid of the wind and rain, and finally fell to the bottom and lost all my confidence.

I always feel that I am working hard, but I remember nothing and get nothing. I always watch others busy studying, but I still take my time and rest. I always have a sense of luck, because I always think that I can give myself a satisfactory answer, but I don't know that I am the one who is played by fate.

I fell alone in the corner, and I laughed, laughing at myself for being degenerate, laughing at myself for not cherishing it, laughing at myself for understanding too early and doing too little. No one will notice you, and no one will accuse you again. The story has ended. He obviously had a good hand, but he was beaten to pieces by himself. They say that the best way to put tears back in your eyes is to look up at the sky, but the sky is very blue and bottomless, and the clouds are very white, which is heartbreaking.

My mood was really bad. I stumbled back to the dormitory and looked at my roommate who had been my classmate for three years. I still felt a little reluctant to leave. Those are all part of my junior high school. From now on, they will fade out of my world and leave my life.

It’s like a group of guests coming to your home. After all the guests have left, you will feel empty in your heart, as if something is missing. This is probably the so-called reluctance. After the excitement, there is only loneliness.

But so what? What is supposed to come will come. I have reorganized my books from the past three years. I suddenly realized that it took me three years and a sack of money, but in the end I got a sack of books, not even the sack of money. It's really ridiculous. I didn't even know that I had turned this dream into a nightmare.

Maybe I am a very nostalgic person. I don’t plan to sell or throw away the book. I want to keep it and read it when I grow up. Then I sighed to myself, why did I squander my youth bit by bit?

I tore off the note posted on the wall. There was a thick layer of dust on it, and the words on the note were really ugly. I didn't recognize it as my own handwriting. It was something I once wrote to inspire myself. It had famous sayings, my own ideas, and my own goals... But I had long forgotten my thoughts at that time and the great excitement in my heart.

When I tore the last piece, I cried. This is what I wrote when I was just in junior high school: You must work hard, starting from today. But I really can’t remember it clearly, I don’t remember my mood when I wrote it, and I don’t remember whether I tried hard enough. There is only the endless regret and loss, and the ridicule from fate.

Three years later, I am still the same as before. There is already a mountain of things to learn, I still haven’t done what I want to do, and I still don’t have the money to go where I want to go. Even the only pride I had was suppressed by reality, and I really didn’t know what to say about myself.

When I got home, I finally couldn’t help holding my phone, scrolling through videos and watching TV, and then I forgot that I still had to work hard. Maybe this is what the book says: "Be born in sorrow and die in happiness." It was because he was so comfortable that he forgot his mission and responsibility in this world.

After the results of the high school entrance examination came out, I was really calm and my scores were not very bad. But only I knew that it was all a fluke and that God was willing to give me another chance to live up to myself. opportunity. This opportunity is probably the pity of fate for me. I was admitted to a good high school, but I was not in a good class. I started to take care of myself, and I said to myself: "I must make up for the regrets of junior high school in high school." I was so full of energy that I shouldn't give up this time.

This is the first time that I face my life, and it is also the first time that I am not afraid of not getting good results. I am no longer impetuous and want to reach the sky in one step. But I want to work hard, be responsible for myself, and be down-to-earth. No matter what the result is, I will smile, bow to myself, and say to myself: I tried my best.

On the day I went to sign up, my mother asked my sister to accompany me. It was my second time going to the city, did you know? I don’t remember the first time, maybe it was too long ago. I didn't want them to go with me. I had a lot of work at home and my parents were very busy. I told my mother that my classmates were also in the same school and I would go with them. My mother couldn't resist me, so she agreed. When I was about to leave, she warned me repeatedly not to wander around, to follow my classmates closely, and not to get into a car with strangers easily. I nodded. My mother was really nagging, but I wasn't bothered at all. It should be a blessing to be bothered by her in this life.

The days of military training are always boring, but also very joyful. The teacher always talks about a lot of truths at the beginning of the school year. In fact, there is no need for the teacher to tell you. People who want to work hard have already done so quietly. Those who want to hang out have given up long ago, and those who pretend to be asleep cannot be woken up.

My foundation is so bad that I don’t know anything the teacher asks me. Even the things we have learned before, I still don’t know. Everything is difficult at the beginning, so I started to change slowly and persisted little by little. Later, I even liked to study questions until midnight and read after class. Sometimes I admire myself very much and feel that I look really good when I work hard. I feel that every day is fulfilling, and every progress will bring unexpected surprises.

Although sometimes I fall asleep and cannot read, I make progress through patience again and again, and let go through persistence again and again.

I found it really difficult to work hard. I was once doubted. I heard my roommates say: "Xiaoye, I think you are very similar to my junior high school classmates. Looking at I have been working hard, going to bed late and getting up early, but my grades just can’t improve.”...I will always feel sad at this time, but I will smile and say, “It doesn’t matter, at least I tried my best.”

I like to go for a run in the morning. I like the morning air, spotless. I like the sky when it is still dark in the morning, because there is hope in it that light will soon come. If you go to bed late, get up early, and go for a run in the morning, you will feel less sleepy during class and you will feel more energetic.

I am always the first to get up. Sometimes I go to have breakfast after running. If I go earlier, I am the first one to go to the classroom. It’s just that It’s just the class I’m in. There will be people who started earlier than me, and there will definitely be people who work harder than me. But I will try my best and give everything I have. Breakfast is very simple, a cup of soy milk and two steamed buns. Sometimes when I go out to buy apples, I take an apple with me and go to the classroom to read and eat the apple.

This rhythm makes me very happy. I stay awake all the time, and I even do not hesitate to use the power of water to wake myself up in the cold winter.

I don’t know if it’s useful to work so hard, but I like the fast pace, the busy life, and the mentality of becoming more courageous despite being questioned.

Once my deskmate said to me: "You see how hard you work, but your grades are not as good as mine, a person who plays every day." I laughed at that time and said: "Maybe I'm not as good as you now, but I believe we won't be on the same level in the future." Maybe I will be better than you in the future. The reason why you can say this to me is just because I didn't work as hard as you before. That's all.

The days of hard work always pass quickly. After the final exam, I no longer care so much about the results. What I care about is the effort behind the results. And my persistence and hard work. Although my results are not ideal, I am very happy. I feel that I am taking one step at a time, and it feels really comfortable to be down-to-earth, as if I have everything.

This score belongs to me, because no one can steal or take away the things in my mind. I know that all the scores are my efforts and are ironclad evidence of my progress. Even now I still haven't gotten anything, but I know that no one will reach the sky in one step, and all the hard work will one day be paid back in another way.

No matter how many times I am questioned, I will not give up. I will just work hard and leave the rest to time. If you are deceived by life, just laugh along with it.

You have to believe that hard work may not necessarily lead to rewards, but if you do, it must be because of hard work. If you want to become outstanding, even the whole world will help you. If you want to fall, no one can save you.

You come against the light and deserve all the good things; you must go as far as you can, don’t stay, don’t give up; work hard against all the eyes. Go forward.

You must work hard quietly and then surprise everyone.

Haha! I am a new writer here, and I would like to share with you some things and insights in my life.

Now I am working hard on the creation of glutinous rice balls to write my first book "The Future Can Be Expected", and I want to share the stories in the book. I hope my article can bring you some strength and comfort, and I also hope that I can go further and further. The future is bright, let’s work together. ?

This work is the first article in the author's new book "The Future Can Be Expected".